tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45759487571738212832017-02-26T16:10:09.447-08:00MOOSE in the citykhairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.comBlogger130125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-78742638352700503522011-02-02T23:32:00.000-08:002011-02-02T23:52:53.172-08:00THE ONE WHO INSPIRE<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TUpbhgWwuvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oMkhecQFiOI/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TUpbhgWwuvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oMkhecQFiOI/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569364520376253170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">gary neville, giggsy, ole, scholesy<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">G</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">ary neville, a true red, announced his retirement from football.<br />a true inspiration, a united captain through ans through<br />one-club man, the best right back of his generation<br />reverered for his passion for football and united<br />played with his heart as if each game is his last<br /><br />it saddened me when people say:<br /><br />he's way out of his depth<br />he's too old for this game<br />he's a joke<br />even amongst united fan (not true fan i reckoned)<br /><br />but people tend to forget how he always pour his whole heart in a game<br />how his crossess help to conjure victories (bet he is the best crosser at right back)<br />tireless running, and self sacrifce for the team<br /><br />some say, he's not a good role model<br />but he is to me<br />one of the fergie fledglings<br />with no fancy footwork, no real pace going forward<br />he persist with hardwork and determination<br />for his love (club and mates)<br /><br />you will be remembered<br />along the same breadth of the past devil greats:<br />the great dane, cantona, the baby-faced assasin, ruud, keano<br />and many others of my united-fan generation<br />~<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-4133770784381099382011-01-16T22:36:00.000-08:002011-01-16T22:49:20.454-08:00Creativity<div style="text-align: center;">that's one entity i longed for,<br /><br />it's been a while since the last time i challanged myself to think out of the box<br />to revel in my own imagination, conjuring ideas beyond this realm<br /><br />creativity is an ancient tree with infinite branches<br />any field, this way, that way<br />even the smallest of details<br />the possibilites are just... endless<br /><br />and it can be used for numerous outcomes<br />to make things better, to reinvent old preceptions<br />or simply just to make peeps SMILE<br /><br />and i like how these made me felt after watching it<br />pure nonsense but they are creative<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U4d4y-0zlRM" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ptofDJr27jE" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iWblntnh7rU" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-37069577300271483582011-01-15T16:42:00.000-08:002011-01-15T17:02:07.556-08:00the year two thousand and eleven<div style="text-align: center;">it's about time i make a statement for 2011<br /><br />main aim, to change from this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TTJBJmbNudI/AAAAAAAAAq8/QBxJMFCZAYY/s1600/IMG_1383.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TTJBJmbNudI/AAAAAAAAAq8/QBxJMFCZAYY/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562580122945305042" border="0" /></a>back to this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TTJDN5af5FI/AAAAAAAAArE/irOcxHYgc6Y/s1600/DSC_1138.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TTJDN5af5FI/AAAAAAAAArE/irOcxHYgc6Y/s320/DSC_1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562582395785307218" border="0" /></a><br />and it's about time for me to challange myself (finally and seriously;p)<br /><br />mission 2015:<br />to inspire<br />to connect<br />to smile<br /><br />kindness: paying it forward project<br /><br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-54004654250975130632011-01-08T19:31:00.000-08:002011-01-08T19:44:18.975-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />the sign of greatness:<br />singing while yawning;p<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L64c5vT3NBw" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-33157635123137420892010-07-26T23:29:00.000-07:002010-07-26T23:33:56.830-07:00there is a fracture... i need to fix it!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6752641/"><br /></a><br /><br /><object width="480" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/jwplayer.swf"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><param name="flashvars" value="height=390&amp;width=480&amp;file=http://newvideos.xtranormal.com/web_final_lo/89bd6222-8631-11df-84bc-003048d6740d_45_web_final_lo_web_finallo-flv.flv&amp;image=http://newvideos.xtranormal.com/web_final_lo/89bd6222-8631-11df-84bc-003048d6740d_45_web_final_lo_poster.jpg&amp;link=http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6752641&amp;searchbar=false&amp;autostart=false"><embed src="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/jwplayer.swf" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="height=390&amp;width=480&amp;file=http://newvideos.xtranormal.com/web_final_lo/89bd6222-8631-11df-84bc-003048d6740d_45_web_final_lo_web_finallo-flv.flv&amp;image=http://newvideos.xtranormal.com/web_final_lo/89bd6222-8631-11df-84bc-003048d6740d_45_web_final_lo_poster.jpg&amp;link=http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6752641&amp;searchbar=false&amp;autostart=false"></embed></object><object width="480" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/embedded-xnl-stats.swf"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/embedded-xnl-stats.swf" width="1" height="1" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-85662605642928088342010-07-11T23:18:00.000-07:002010-07-11T23:39:59.964-07:00kid-ding one-self<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">after a week of doing peads, i came to one realization..<br />i am no joker..<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TDqz35YmXdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/X3-qpXxp8Qs/s1600/405.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TDqz35YmXdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/X3-qpXxp8Qs/s320/405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492900468409916882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">instead, i am THE JOKER<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TDqz3t3LzjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tUHC5ESIqEc/s1600/wallpaper_joker2_1280x1024-963410-716842.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TDqz3t3LzjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tUHC5ESIqEc/s320/wallpaper_joker2_1280x1024-963410-716842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492900465316974130" border="0" /></a><br />why so serious!!!!!!<br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;">the best thing about peads so far is how u gain trust from parents and the child alike.. how they appreciate the long hours put in.. how they hug you and said "u r the bestest doctor... i wanna be just like you"</span>.. <span style="font-size:85%;">how u gain confidence from just their smile.. on how they inspire you to do better next time...<br /><br />the not so nice about peads are the fact that they are really really sick, they need you to know stuffs that can help them, they need u to be on ur toes always as they doesnt go hand in hand with the time-space continuum.. one minute they say weeeeeeee, the next second auwieeeeeeeeee....<br /><br />my heart is with peads but my common sense tell me to stay away...<br /><br />emo-ness, but to me physicians start treating their patients with a smile on their face....<br /><br />time to get make-up and purple monkeysuit..<br /><br /></span>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-86324606792422606742010-07-05T00:31:00.000-07:002010-07-05T00:50:54.457-07:00the calm before the storm<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />beginning monday, i will heed all my inefficiencies and awkwardness toward pediatrics<br />the one specialty peeps keep on telling me, are made for me<br />maybe it's my social inaptitude, my immature sense of seriousness or maybe just because i'm a retard<br />but for sure i think it's not MADE for me..<br /><br />that is why i'm kinda freaked out by the thought of handling sick kids<br />as in 'peeing-in-my-pants-freaking-out'<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />i love kids but i dun like the notion of being around sick kids and the parents<br />and yes, the material might be too overwhelming -- to me..<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">but hopefully, time will tell.. and god will lead me to the path that is destined for me<br />insya-Allah<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">on a lighter note, i had one of the most chilaxing weekend for quite some time.<br />just lazying around and cleaning the place up a bit.. gave me a sense of direction and belonging-ness<br />might sound a bit off the scale but doing chores calms me down for some reason.. my source of endorphins<br />before u think i'm a neat freak or something, i would like to stress here that never have i been a tidy person.. missing stuffs and hopping around piles of laundry is a norm to me.. a work of art in picasso-esque;p<br /><br />and the best things about cleaning up is, u'll find treasure lost since ancient time.. like my old notes saying how i urgently need to lose weight or study more.. kinda like a self-reflection thing.. before-and-after.. and i'm proud to say i'm satisfied with the changes so far.. not quite there yet.. but getting there..<br /><br />a post of random ideas on current well-being and future hopes... now that's a first from me<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-41413058313758930062010-06-26T06:37:00.000-07:002010-06-26T06:57:27.564-07:00a tribute<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">one of the Super Heroes In Training member has graduated from Heroes school and finally earned his superheroes badge just recently</span></span></span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i give you, Dr. siaw chye hing a.k.a princess Aurora. </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TCYESfzgAyI/AAAAAAAAAqA/A23vW1Frmoo/s1600/CIMG1710.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TCYESfzgAyI/AAAAAAAAAqA/A23vW1Frmoo/s320/CIMG1710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487077911819191074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">the last sighting of siaw as a fellow goofball.. and with Dr. LEE<br /><br />gimme a few weeks before i can come up with a hero persona for dr. Siaw.<br />i promise, it's going to be one of my greatest masterpiece..<br /><br />either that or the lame-est effort to further emphasized the need for me to buck up and follow the trend..<br /><br />we will follow suit.. fingers-crossed<br />insya-Allah<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TCYGVV88_dI/AAAAAAAAAqI/9Ny0-N9kd6o/s1600/IMG_2591.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/TCYGVV88_dI/AAAAAAAAAqI/9Ny0-N9kd6o/s320/IMG_2591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487080159737347538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">congratulation siaw.. may u be the best-est doctor out there.<br />and yes.. to Dr. Lee too.. time for u too cheer lead us to graduation or kick our asses there;p<br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-65536016496794584162010-06-04T20:55:00.001-07:002010-06-04T21:16:45.745-07:00how to train ur cacat-ness<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flixcritc.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/how_to_train_your_dragon_ver31.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 755px;" src="http://flixcritc.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/how_to_train_your_dragon_ver31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />night fury!!!! roarrrrr....<br /><br />my favourite movie of the year.. a story i can relate to.. on how cacat-ness will never deter someone from soaring through the skies...<br /><br />and night fury a.k.a toothless is just awesomely cool..<br /><br /><br />and i am cool!!!! lol<br /><br />currently doing my rural posting in a town called bassano (very the ulu man)<br />and i am quite the celebrity there...<br />in a small town where u know almost all ur neighbours,<br />yours truly was known as :<br /><br />1. the one-legged doctor<br />2. Mr. hop-along<br />3. Dr. Moose who doesnt look like a Moose<br /><br />fun all around;p i'll update on my bassano rendezvous if time permits<br />for now.. i'm painting the town NIGHT FURY!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-1221078165726836552010-04-30T22:59:00.000-07:002010-04-30T23:09:45.071-07:00my new ride! wootwoot<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/S9vEY0nr7XI/AAAAAAAAAp4/MH530bQBcDk/s1600/IMG_1373.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/S9vEY0nr7XI/AAAAAAAAAp4/MH530bQBcDk/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466178503465233778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">sweet chariot!!!<br /><br />deltoid powered, with lotsa torque whenever u need it<br />good handling - donuts and figure 8 is a breeze<br />also enhance ur upper body strength<br /><br />vroom vroom;p<br /><br />talking about ride.. i think this blog need a new drive..<br />at least something that can make it more..... normal;p<br /><br />a new drive... hurmmmm<br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-58471984410382738262010-04-17T11:56:00.000-07:002010-04-17T11:59:09.296-07:00IRONY part 2<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">just when i tot my love for football fades<br />it gave me the utmost pleasure today<br /><br />a derby win for united<br />a scrumptious spurs performance<br /><br />darn it, i love this game;p<br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-76202586863159599222010-04-16T23:22:00.001-07:002010-04-16T23:24:24.546-07:00IRONY<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">looking back at my previous post, i couldnt help finding it odd that i might not be able to do what i love.</span><br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-79653468646374129532010-03-30T09:12:00.000-07:002010-03-30T09:22:07.441-07:00where my heart lies<div style="text-align: center;"><br />with footie!!! where else..<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/S7Ijb_bFmMI/AAAAAAAAApw/Al3JG2hZiWs/s1600/IMG_1205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/S7Ijb_bFmMI/AAAAAAAAApw/Al3JG2hZiWs/s320/IMG_1205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454461062487578818" border="0" /></a>the extreme of extremes: the day we played on ice and snow for an intramural games<br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-54137735137789510302010-03-04T17:28:00.000-08:002010-03-04T17:33:06.808-08:00CONGRATULATIONS!!!!<span style="font-size:85%;"><br />congratulation to me!!!! according to rumors and some general consensus, i'm already attached!!!!<br />the best part about this piece of 'news of the century' is that, i was left out of the loop!!!!<br /><br />can somebody (especially those who are involved in these none-of-my-bussiness-mongering issue) please tell me to whom might i be attached to and when did that happen.. hahaha still can't stop laughing my hearts out..<br /><br />hahahaha~<br /><br />this just made my day;p<br /><br /><br /></span>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-87878466358502249882010-01-28T14:50:00.000-08:002010-01-28T15:06:34.951-08:00it has come to this... finally..<div style="text-align: center;"><br />f<span style="font-size:85%;">irst time i'm 'actually' stressed over an exam<br />psychiatry<br />owh how i hate thee...<br />so far, so vague, so not 'me' beyond my comprehension<br /><br />but i WILL march on..<br />march march march<br /><br />oo... i just realized that marching and the month of march have the same spelling.. lol<br />coz in march i'll be in MALAYSIA!!! YAY...<br /><br />soldier on...<br /><br />another reason why i can't do psych..<br />i'm a social retard with extremely low inhibition<br />call me histrionic, call me antisocial<br />i couldn't care less..<br /><br />history taking and consult sessions,<br />schizo patients<br />the moment he/she share the hallucinations:<br />1. look down at note - trying to surpress laughter<br />2. scribble nonsense - surpression not working<br />3. take tissue paper, pretend to have snot or something - threhold breeched<br />4. burst in catatonic laughter<br />5. red-faced, asked for forgiveness, go toilet<br />6. com back and the whole cycle repeats..<br /><br />then when i see depressed patients<br />tried my bst to put on a smile and a caring face<br />up to a point my smile cramped<br />the rest of the day, end up as depressed as the patients<br /><br />manic and bipolar patients are the only saving grace<br />coz i think i can relate.. lol<br /><br />too emotionally invoved and retarded<br />can't wait to say goodbye to psych..<br /><br />fingers crossed for the exam!!!<br /><br />marching on...<br /><br />circumstancial thought form..<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-79078828432287293072010-01-10T14:18:00.000-08:002010-01-10T14:28:27.664-08:00damage report..<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">after almost 2 weeks on the road here are the casualties:<br /><br />1. gained 3kgs.. time to iron out the fat!!! roar!!!<br />2. lost my olympus charger<br />3. money~~~<br />4. bruises and a few rashes on the upper limbs (courtesy of jem's nail, ben's carpet burn, and some mild reaction to blackpool's duvet hahahah)<br />5. 1 less towel (dundee;p - present for siaw to remember me by lol)<br />6. loads of work piling up...<br /><br />but all in all.. it's all worth it..<br /><br />meeting old fren is like spring cleaning.. tiring yes, but u'll definately stumbles across few surprises that bear memories which may warm ur heart out..<br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-76400199889058200742010-01-10T06:19:00.000-08:002010-01-10T06:21:17.583-08:00~<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">how time has changed and keeps on changing<br />so must I<br />the bearer of tomorrow<br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-24344350598622251442009-12-14T16:55:00.000-08:002009-12-14T17:38:24.299-08:00the perfect monday..<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />finally managed to pull my socks up to study after a few days of study hiatus..<br />it went so well that i didnt realized i spent the whole night doing so..<br />6am. monday is what it said.. the same time i realized i have my peads neuro that same morning..<br />juggling between cursing and trying to sleep i managed to dozed off (surprisingly) listening to cheryl cole's fight for this love.. before i went under.. i was so sure that i would miss my final day of peads neuro with dr. mah.. but like the old saying.. a man gotta do what a man gotta.. and that is sleep..<br /><br />woke up later at 7 and i was like cursing under my breath..<br />first thing i did was checking the weather.. and it said -35 degrees celcius..<br />i was so sure this is going to be another one of those crappy mondays..<br /><br />then things started to roll into the best monday ever.. like EVER..<br /><br />i realised that it was 7am not pm.. but i felt so refreshed? maybe by substituting the crappy-ness out of my brain with pure knowledge, i can actually function beyond super human power!! i should do more THINKING from now on!!! lol<br /><br />with my new super powers i danced to the bus stop.. all bundle up.. it is still -35 mind you..<br />within seconds, the bus came.. and when i was supposed to change bus to the children's hospital, the other bus was also ready to leave.. perfect timing!!! gosh.. my lucky day indeed<br /><br />by 9.. i was already coat-tailing dr. mah to her clinics.. and then the glory of perfect monday keep rolling down the isle..<br />another residence was also tagging her, a geneticist.. and we got ot see yet another rare peads case.. a case of bilateral polymicrogyria!! even the geneticist said it's rare.. lovely parents.. lovely kid.. full of love.. full of joy..<br />my 'rare condition collections' is growing by the minutes.. then as i was about to leave the hospital for physical exam session, we met yet another family.. lovely family with a beautiful toddler.. she is sooo cute that i decided to get myself, one of those right there and then.. by those i meant lil' aliens that bears my genetic framework and would could me dad!!! lol.. and i don't DO wishful thinking.. another rare occasion i might say.. lol.. these.. boys and girls are the side effects of studying wayyy too much on lil' aliens.. i just couldn't stop smiling from then onwards.. sighhhhhh (this one is a good sigh lol)..<br /><br />got a wonderful feedback from dr. mah too.. yay!!!!<br /><br />so.. with springs in my steps i walked yet again into the cold weather but it's just not any cold weather.. it's now -16!!!! with sun shining bright and mighty.. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">felt like stripping down to my boxers and skipping in circle.. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">and that just stretched my 'smile' receptors even more.. i was literally beaming with joy!!! it's just one of those wonderful-disney-fairy-tale-esque feeling..<br /><br />and just as i reached the bus stop.. the shining windshield of the bus greet me with the masculine rattle of the engine.. perfect timing.. perfect monday..<br /><br />and physical exam was just perfect.. the doctor brought perfectly baked cookies and the session just breeze by.. and i still can't stop smiling.. everyone in the room was like asking me am i high on something.. perfect.. just perfect...<br /><br />review sessions perfect.. dinnner perfect.. perfect day.. perfect!!! owh did i mentioned the sun? OMG it's the most perfect sun today..<br /><br />just a perfect monday... oh i love mondays now!!!!!!<br /><br />now, back to studying.. fingers crossed for a perfect tuesday?<br /><br />conclusion: either i should study more.. or i should start the habit of cursing before sleeping and as i wake up.. lol<br /><br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-16070762528072705442009-12-13T19:22:00.000-08:002009-12-13T19:28:29.829-08:00post #119: jump<span style="font-size:85%;">was blog hopping when i came across a grafiti blog.<br />the blog posed a question that i find very very very intriguing,<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">"sometimes, i wonder what would happen if everyone in this world jumped at the same time"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">very random</span>,<span style="font-size:85%;"> yes.<br />kinda remind me of the movie 300<br />when the persian army marched up to meet the fury of the spartan<br /><br />very THE man;p<br /></span></div></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-74800654025715027042009-12-13T15:17:00.000-08:002009-12-13T15:58:35.725-08:00bradycardia?<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">why was the baker admitted to the hospital?<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(drumrolls)<br />he got bread-ycardia<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">yes.. i'm super bored..<br />shared this with hui lin.. then she said: shitla ur bwain.. what does it contain..<br /><br />then i dawned on me.. what is actually inside my brain.. to think of such nonsense(S).. seems a whole load of mess.. i bet if scientists were to 'excavate' my brain they will realize that it's similar to most 'ang-mo's' garages.. full with junks.. unused, crappy stuffs they tried to hide from the eyes which are not theirs.<br />that is, what i believe the condition of my brain as of right now.. full of crappy load of shit!<br /><br />call this a mid-life crisis if u want, but in a few months time i'm going to be a 25 year-old geezer with nothing but crap to talk about.. i want to blame my IMU lecturer for engraving the fact that 25 is THE AGE where you are held responsible for the desicions that you make/made.. and hui lin for make me 'work' my brain a bit.. damn you all.. lol<br /><br />but then again.. if i were to organize a 'spring-cleaning' of my brain.. there won't be... ME no more..<br />desicion, desicion, desicions.... gosh..<br /><br />arghhh.. i'll decide when i turn 25.. how's that... ahaks<br /><br />on a lighter note..<br /><br />need to stop laughing.. or at least, change the way i laugh<br />or else i'm gonna drop dead from laughing one of these days.. not a bad way to go on second tot.. lol<br />it's just that there's too much valsalva pressure.. either mallory-weiss tear or ruptured bowels..<br /><br /><br /></span></div></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-30844798710854819062009-12-11T22:35:00.000-08:002009-12-11T22:40:41.430-08:00when boredom strikes<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">been snowing everyday since the start of this week<br /><br />all i can do is studying.. but i can't<br />my heart is just not in it right now<br /><br />so instead of moping around, complaining<br />decided to be productive, appreciative<br /><br />1st step.. sleep<br />2nd step.. i'll tell u when i wake up<br /><br />lol<br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-57992985820749836592009-12-10T19:43:00.000-08:002009-12-10T19:44:26.545-08:00while i whine;(Today, upon a bus,<br />I saw a girl with golden hair.<br />And wished I was as fair.<br />When suddenly she rose to leave,<br />I saw her hobble down the aisle.<br />She had one leg and wore a crutch.<br />But as she passed, she smiled.<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have two legs the world is mine.<br /><br />With feet to take me where I `d go.<br />With eyes to see the sunset's glow.<br />With ears to hear what I'd know.<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have blessed indeed, the world is mine.<br /><br />I stopped to buy some candy.<br />The lad who sold it had such charm.<br />I talked with him, he seemed so glad.<br />If I were late, it `d do no harm.<br />And as I left, he said to me,<br />"I thank you, you've been so kind.<br />You see," he said, "I `m blind"<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have two eyes the world is mine.<br /><br />With feet to take me where I `d go.<br />With eyes to see the sunset's glow.<br />With ears to hear what I'd know.<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have blessed indeed, the world is mine.<br /><br /><br />I saw a child with eyes of blue.<br />He stood and watched the others play.<br />He did not know what to do.<br />I stopped a moment and then I said,<br />"Why don't you join the others, dear?"<br />He looked ahead without a word.<br />And then I knew. He couldn't hear.<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have two ears the world is mine.<br /><br />With feet to take me where I `d go.<br />With eyes to see the sunset's glow.<br />With ears to hear what I'd know.<br />Oh God, forgive me when I whine.<br />I have blessed indeed, the world is mine<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">taken from azroque's facebook post</span>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-53462668358233417912009-11-01T09:33:00.000-08:002009-11-01T10:22:42.695-08:00#114 - a GREAT saturday<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />one perfect day<br />i loved it when that happen<br /><br />started off with a roti canai by abang zack<br />with with beef curry<br />while watching united<br />painfully dismantle blackburn<br />2-0 with a GREAT goal from berba<br />cause of concerns, how united seems to lost the creative edge over teams<br />sigh<br />but a GREAT win indeed<br /><br />walked to main campus in shorts<br />thank god for chinook<br />played squash with aqsa, bella and janet<br />2 full hours.. yeah<br /><br />got back took a GREAT reviving nap<br />1 hour REM bliss<br /><br />then being mus-so-keen<br />decided to pay a visit to RGH<br />unit 62 -Obstetrics<br /><br />suit up, off to an hour bus ride<br />had a GREAT conversation with the driver<br />from scotland<br />awesome guy with awesome stories<br />yeah, he had on of those not -s0-many-people-day<br />all out trick-or-treating and partying the night off<br /><br />went i reached RGH, was greated by a GREAT doctor in DR.A<br />with great staffs<br />i felt like i was in a team or something<br />1 specialist, 1 resident, 1 clinical clerk, 1 noob<br />hahaahha<br />tag the resident who was sooo nice<br />and greeted by all leng lui nurses.. life never been this GREAT<br />lol<br /><br />it's a pretty slow day that saturday<br />driven by the fact that mothers would hold one day back to take their children out for halloween<br />or teens, preferring to poison their fetus with booze<br />lol<br /><br />but then, one hour in (9pm) things got a bit interesting<br />triage after triage<br />cervical dilatations after spottings<br />i've seen everything from obs point of view<br /><br />then in came a complicated consult<br />a new expecting mother<br />twins - (now only i know that twins are a completely different ball game in term of delivery and all)<br />the mother also have a horse shoe kidney<br />how rare is that.. i'm like the magnet to rarity..lol<br />she was very much in pain, asking for epidural<br />but not before 1 resident, 1 nurde and one specialist perform vaginal examinations<br />just to be sure that she is not in labour<br />for what i can tell, it's very very very hard to measure the cervix<br />both, from the patient's perspective and the attending<br />too bad i can't witness the delivery process<br />cervix still closed<br />i feel every her every contraction man.. the pain!!!! i cringe every single time man..<br />she even swore at her mum.. lol funny leh...<br />one word of advice: dun mess with pregnant moms, especially when they are in labour!!!!<br /><br />btw if u wan to have a painless delivery, one thing u can do is have a pyelonephritis<br />lool<br />the baby will just slide out<br />preterm and risk of fetal infection but yeah.. win some lose some<br />hahhaah<br />i got this from a patient who really wanted to have a full term baby<br />all the best to her<br />from then onwards, it's all about checking new mothers and their baby<br />soooooo niceeeeeeeeeeee<br />GREAT emotion from just watching them.. very warm..<br /><br />as the clock strike 12am<br />was called in to 'assist' in a c-sec<br />assist = hold some stuffs, shift the patient and stay out of the way!!!<br />felt like a total noob, but it's ok<br />the c-sec was soooo fast (12mins)<br />and we had a very fiesty baby girl<br />sooooo nice the whole process<br />maybe not as dramatic as a vaginal delivery but still....<br /><br />then the punch line<br />the Dr. A asked the parent:<br />"so, do you wan a halloween baby or a memorial day baby?"<br />it was 12am and it happens to be day light saving day..<br />1st nov 12am, clocks turn back to 31st oct 11am<br />kinda interesting how they joked about it..<br /><br />a new life brought to this world<br />with love aloft<br /><br />after 4 hours + 1 extra hours to make it really 12am<br />decided to call the day off<br />a few chitty-chatters with the doctors and staffs<br />i'm off unit 62<br />4 hours of GREAT learning FUN FUN FUN<br /><br />and another GREAT thing happenned after that<br />there was not supposed to be any buses at that time<br />but somebody decided to pour gasoline on the bus, so the driver have to change bus<br />end result - i dun have to take a cab home!!!<br />yay!!!<br />with another GREAT scottish driver.. hahaha<br /><br />the cap everything off<br />a GREAT night sleep (almost forgot how it felt;p)<br /><br /></span></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-72499120045936511642009-10-31T04:48:00.000-07:002009-10-31T05:23:01.448-07:00#113 - what if's<div style="text-align: center;"><br />yet another random post<br />after yet another sleppless night..<br />heck.. maybe i should seek help.. soon!!!!<br /><br />anyway..<br />was browsing thru pics, videos and other stuffs<br />bit's and parcels of what peeps pronounce as memories<br />the past, flashbacks<br /><br />then this miniscule brain of mine suddenly functions (for once)<br />why would peeps want to look back into time, their past, history<br />it is indeed no longer their story.. it's his' story<br />belonging to their old self<br />and u know it as much as i do<br />we no longer are the our old self<br />we evolved, we changed, we grew<br /><br />i might be biased and dun get me wrong<br />i really like my past.. my footprints<br />i do believe i have a great background, prelude to what i am now<br />just that nagging WHAT IF'S questions<br />really really hate it<br />it's as if i'm not content with what i have now<br />questioning every move i used to take<br />every path throdden by these legs<br />come on.. move on already<br />next page.. next chapter<br /><br />but whenever i looked back<br />there it is<br />the monster of WHAT IF'S<br />lurking down the alley<br />blocking the path to 'the tomorrow'<br />leading u to an endless roundabouts and u-turns<br /><br />denise tot me something once<br />there's no more u-turns<br />there shouldn't be<br />even if u made a mistake, just take a tiny step back<br />reflect then move on!!!<br />(couldn't believe i'm taking que's from a bimbo potatohead)<br /><br />now i really cannot sleep..<br /><br />have to admit, i loved the 'WHAT IF'S' box<br />with it u can be anything u want, with just the 'right' choice<br />u can be a superstar! a great lover! an awesome architect!<br />a pianist! anyone! just anyting u would ever imagine<br />but this BOX shall remained closed<br />cause nothing good can ever come out off it<br />the pandora box!!<br /><br />screw me for thinking of such nonsense<br />mind you, i never reviewed my previous post<br />write write write -- publish<br />which explains all the rubbish i've posted before<br /><br />now that i mentioned it, there's nothing 'wise' about me projecting out of this chunk of hot stuff<br />crap crap crap<br />what if i'm a lil' wiser?<br />what if i can be a lil' smarter?<br />what if i'm a lil' less socially retarded?<br /><br />~<br /><br />ask me again in 10 years time<br />i dun think i wan/can answer that now<br /><br />memories are there to remind u of ur old self<br />not to predict what u could be in the future<br />it is there to let u know that u used to be better/worse<br />so u can do someting to change it<br />memoirs are there to make u aware that u were once a somebody<br />apart of this somebody u call self<br />(what philisophical crap is that!!!)<br /><br />all i know.. i dun like the what if's question<br /><br />i'm the servant of the Almighty<br />serving HIS cause<br />looking back on mistakes<br />an ardent student of non-repetiting cycle<br /><br />~but so far i failed?<br /><br />i am indeed... a lengzhai ;p<br /><br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4575948757173821283.post-72144268689576518202009-10-28T04:14:00.001-07:002009-10-28T04:32:33.594-07:00#112 - ASTROBOY!!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />after 'that humiliating' game<br />we went out for dim sum<br />with janet as the honorary guest<br />the birthday dim sum girl<br /><br />budin, bulat, lee shi, janet, vi-en, day-o, siti, kak ridza, abang joe in liverpool jersey!!!!, ilia in liverpool jersey!!! jer and me<br /><br />2 revelation that day:<br />1. shouldnot brag about united in fornt of abang joe anymore;p<br />2. one my favorite dim sum dish (one being the egg tart, the other one being the curry octopus), the carrot cake, was deem not halal!!!<br /><br />whatthefreakinggfishiswrongwiththemmatasepetpeeps<br /><br />carrot cake supposed to be CARROT and CAKE<br />where got people put pork inside!!!!!<br />all this while, i've been eating pork!!! after vehemently asking the owner for no pork dish!!<br />each and everytime man.. i asked he said no.. i asked he said no..<br />until that day.. i found the minced piece of un-holy delight;p<br /><br />haiyo.. i'm saying goodbye to that restaurant.. F that F restaurant<br />silver dragon, i shall be your loyal dim sum eater from now on..<br />lol<br /><br />which means that i need another outlet to let things cool down..<br />ASTROBOY!!!<br />OMGOSH OMGOSH OMGOSH<br />i even got a t-shirt from japan for this show..<br />yay..<br />ok la the show.. not bad.. good enuf for a lengzhai like me<br />had a good laugh and great company<br />day-o, vi-en, janet and leeshi..<br /><br />yay..<br /></div> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq2iYx68I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q7Lr5RjZ6eM/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq2iYx68I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q7Lr5RjZ6eM/s320/IMG_1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397611269835582402" border="0" /></a>woohoo!!!<br /><br />check out my astroboy tee... can see the insides from different angle.. woohoo..<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3NayhdI/AAAAAAAAApY/-Qncca5MtXM/s1600-h/P8230004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3NayhdI/AAAAAAAAApY/-Qncca5MtXM/s320/P8230004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397611281386735058" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3h6zrVI/AAAAAAAAApg/z5gATyHmdj0/s1600-h/P8230007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3h6zrVI/AAAAAAAAApg/z5gATyHmdj0/s320/P8230007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397611286889737554" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3wc_V5I/AAAAAAAAApo/W5HkWVDIxOk/s1600-h/P8230006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2OqVAko0GU/Sugq3wc_V5I/AAAAAAAAApo/W5HkWVDIxOk/s320/P8230006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397611290791204754" border="0" /></a>i dun care what u say about my jakun tee but i'm proud of it.. lol<br /></div>khairulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259963131159982028noreply@blogger.com2